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He pauses for a few moments, before carrying me a few feet to the left and placing me down on my dining table which I thank God I barely ever use so it’s one of the few half-tidy things in my apartment. He reaches into his back pocket for his phone, presses something and hands it to me, watching me as I stare down at the screen.
“I’m careful about protection,” he says, “but I was tested this week.”
I stare at the STD-test results on some health app, all negative, before nodding and throwing his phone onto an oversized cushion on the floor nearby.
“I’m clean too.”
“When were you tested?”
“Not long after I left the island,” I respond truthfully only for his eyes to widen and his breathing to quicken.
“Has any man touched you since me?” he growls.
“That’s none of your damn business.”
“Yes it is.”
“I told you I was clean. I've been tested.”
“I trust you about that. That’s not why I'm asking. I want to hear it, Indigo,” he insists, breath escaping him as he begins to glare. “Have you touched a man since me?”
I cock a bratty eyebrow. “Why?”
He leans into me, forcing me to crank my neck back. “Because if someone else has touched you, I want to know who and how many times so that I know how hard and for how long I have to fuck you to get the feel of him off your skin.Permanently.”
My lips part on a high-pitched exhale, for he has no idea how badly I want him to cleanse me of the touch of any man I've known before him.
I contemplate being a brat and not telling him, for I sure as hell don’t want to know who he’s slept with since me, but the jealous rage etched into the tense angles of his sensational face temper my need to provoke him.
Deciding to torture him a little longer so that I don’t end up losing all power with him, I remain quiet only for him to rasp something in irritation as he leans into me. “You don’t get my cock unless I know if I’m fucking the feel of someone out of you.”
“I haven’t been with a man since you,” I respond.
The exhale of relief that unfurls his body fills the room.
“In any way? Kissed, touched?”
“In no way,” I respond, truthfully.
“Good. No man will have to die today.”
“But… I…” I swallow. “I want you to do that anyway.” He frowns. “To remove the feel of anyone else that came before you.”
I swallow hard as his frown turns into a grimace and his eyes dart between mine, his expression stern.
I didn’t mean him to react. It just… slipped out.
“I will be doing that,” I reply. “That much I promise you.”
I soften my expression and after a moment, he pulls his shirt off his impossibly hard chest and discards it before doing the same with his pants. Without a word, he slides his palms under my ass and lifts me back to that free spot against the wall, raising me up until the head of his cock strains at the entrance to my pussy.
Desperate for release, I pull my weight down only for him to wrap his arms around me, stopping the descent. “Say please, little girl,” he whispers into my neck.
“Fuck you.”
“Say it.”
As my pussy clenches in anticipation, the word floats from me. “Please.”
